Back at it again. When I learned the city was to be blanketed under a cloud of Saharan dust, that promised amazing sunrises and sunsets, I knew I wanted to photograph it. So I reached out to Christina Andrini, local yogi and founder of the Jai Bhakti Yoga Foundation for an early morning shoot. I think we missed out on the hazy sunrise but still love how the cloudy sunrise created such a MOOD.
It is not easy for me to wake up before 8 AM, but IF it is in pursuit of sunrise pictures then I can SOMEHOW manage.
Which is how I found myself freezing to death at 5:45 AM on the Mississippi riverfront to shoot local New Orleans yogi Christina Andrini, founder of the Jai Bhakti Yoga Foundation, who aims to make yoga more accessible for EVERYONE in New Orleans.
I’m making up for a lot of lost time. Before 2015 I’d never left the United States. I didn’t even have a passport. 2 years later I have a one-way flight to Southeast Asia, a hungry passport, an even hungrier belly, a budget, a carry-on sized closet, an indefinite end date, a loose itinerary and a “go where the wind takes me” spirit.
My general mantra when traveling is to avoid ALL guided tours, by any means necessary. There are times when they’re easier and definitely more convenient (if more also more expensive), but I like the freedom to follow my own schedule.
Which is how I ended up on an overnight bus to Uyuni with loose plans on what to do when I got there: 1. Find someone to take us on a 2-day tour of the salt flats. 2. Go on said tour.
I’m starting to realize I have this thing about travelling to places that aren’t huge/easy tourist destinations. Do I know anyone who’s been there? Nope? SIGN ME UP. Which is why I was VERY excited that my first trip in South America would start in Bolivia¹.
“FADE INTO BOLIVIAN.” ² That’s exactly what my dad said!
I love photographing people at parties. Just throwing up my camera and capturing faces in these expressions of pure ecstasy. My camera has become like a third hand for me, people are confused when I show up places without it.
Which is I was really torn when my close friend announced her wedding: SHOULD I BRING MY CAMERA OR NOT?! Initially I decided to take a leap of faith and let the wedding photographers handle it. I’ll just have to dance without my camera: leaving the camera at home
Then my friend announced she was having her reception at an ancient Spanish Monastery. And well fuck if I’m going to a picturesque location with JUST my cell phone camera: absolutely bringing my camera.
It turns out open bar parties with your friends makes for ridiculous photos. I’m definitely glad I decided to pack the camera. We had too much fun celebrating Fatrick!